WARNING: Goes into topics for abuse. I don't think you like this sort of thing, so I don't recommend you read this.)



"Dogs are so weird,
they trust you no matter how bad you hurt them."
Calling me a canid creature must be fittin'
'cause though i don't wanna I keep forgivin'.

One pic, Two pics, Three pics, four,
Five pic, Six pics, Seven, More.
He keeps asking, wanting more,
I try to ignore, but I give in to force.

Lookin' at his dark eyes,
He grabs onto my thighs,
I try to move,
Though he blocks my sight,
I ain't obliged,
Though it should be just one night,
It'll all be over,
I'll be alright,
Right?

Holding in anger,
I try to resist,
He's trying again,
Why do I always miss?
I bite at him, scratch at him,
though he towers
I whimper, and cower,
because he's "my owner"

Running away,
taking his leash with me.
He pulls me back,
I try again,
and yet I stay.
I gasp for air,
Trying to breathe,
He tightens it, saying
"You'll always be with me."

I don't wanna obey, but hey,
I'm givin' up on the escape anyways,
He'll know when I'm gone,
Where I run to.
He cut "C1" in my arm,
He'll never leave my mind, too.

One pic, Two pics, Three pics, four,
Five pic, Six pics, Seven, More.
He keeps asking, wanting more,
I try to ignore, but I give in to force.

One cut, Two cut, Three cut, Four.
Police knocking at his door.
Five hit, Six hit, Seven hit, Eight.
"SHE AIN'T YOUR PET, NOW GET AWAY!"

for years he was barking up the wrong tree
worried about his sins becoming visible on my skin
he was always worried about the silliest things
but me
and when he turned his back
i was the dog that bit him back.
i was the dog that bit him back.
i was the dog that bit him back.